Amanda was also on her best behavior since she knew that our next encounter with Aunty Betty would involve the cane and she spoke from experience when... she explained that this was not something to look forward to. I had become very close to Amanda, and had shared her bed from day one. Although I preferred boys I had no objection to her advances and really enjoyed her cleaning me out every morning and evening.However I still needed some male company, and was pleasantly surprised when her 18 year. I stood up, pulled him up by his hand, and led him to my bedroom. I lay down and spread my legs as wide as they would go.“Slip your big ripe banana into my soft and squishy peach,” I whispered. And he did. Repeatedly. His big ripe banana rubbed and throbbed against my swollen peach pit, over and over again.When neither of us could come any more, I finally flopped on my back and panted heavily, trying to control my breathing.I shook his hand. “Hello, my name is Tina.”He laughed because we had. I did so and then he took my hand and led me through an internal door intothe house. It was well furnished but in need of cleaning. It was warm and inviting.He led me to a a bedroom which had little else in it other than the bed .Tedsaid that this would be my room and that I would be able to furnish as I likedat his expense but for the present I was to take my dress off and follow him.I obeyed and followed him to his lounge. He sat down and looked at me closely,turning me round to examine me in. *****For Cody, this was the absolute best part of the day. He closed the doorto another dull shift in the warehouse of the supermarket, hisunimaginative, bored, tired colleagues and the general dreary rut inwhich he had ended up. He had the rest of the evening and the night forhimself. His life could begin now.Without further ado, he shed his jacket and kicked his shoes off, andthen he made a beeline for his desktop computer. He turned it on andwaited anxiously for it to boot up, while going.